A/N- Alright, so I've gotten three submissions so far and I'm actually thankful that they didn't all pick the same characters, to be their lovers!
So part one of two chapters today!
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Nicole's P.O.V
Steven?! Out of all people...why HIM?!
"Ummm...Nick?" Kevin asks with concern
"Uh...Yeah! Sure he can stay over!" I reply trying to hide the hate in my voice.
"Look, you don't have to agree to this. I know you and him have had 'issues' before, I don't wanna make you feel uncomfortable." Kevin says, pulling me next to him.
"No. It's okay. I want him here, I just don't like the fact that you'd possibly have to choose a side."
"Well, I guess I'll pick whoever makes more sense! And if he bothers you, just tell me, Kay?"
I nod in response, "Well, lezgs go food shopping!" he shouts in my ear.
"Kevin!" "Hehe...sorry..."
Unknown P.O.V
"Mandy Amy Komari, you are now free to go! Next time we see you here, it'll be worse than last time." the warden tells me.
"Whatever..." I mutter
"Ugh, please just leave now..." the warden grunts
A guard grabbed my arm and dragged me to the exit. "Leave. Now." he commands
You don't have to tell me twice! I ran.
I finally stopped at my old apartment, where my 'Boyfriend' and me lived. That is, before my poor excuse for a daughter had me locked up!
I swear, next time I see that little bitch...I will tear her life apart!
I walk up the stairs of the building, and knock on the door.
A really tall, pale man opened the door. He had bags under his eyes, his cloths were slightly dirty, he also had a strong smell of alcohol and cigarets emitting from him.
"Oh! Your back from the pound already, babe?" he nerviously scratches his arm, probably since he's one of those hardcore drug addicts.
"Yea," I say as I step into the messy apartment, "Ah, not a thing has changed!"
The apartment only had one bedroom, a living room, bathroom, a kitchen, and two closets.
There were cloths, dishes, and cigarets strewn about the room. The leather material couch was pealing.
"Hey, where did'ja put my stash now?" I say as I open the bottom left campartment of the dresser in the bedroom.
"Huh? Yeah. Oh that? Yeah. It's in that black box. Yeah. In the bedroom closet. Yeah." he says really quickly, but I still heard it.
Damn...he's really addicted to those drugs!
I open the bedroom closet and, sure enough, the gun was there.
I check to see if it's fully loaded. 4 bullets left. Good enough for me!
I grab it and place it in my purse. Along with a knife and my phone.
Now that I have my shit, I just have to find HER.
Nicole's P.O.V
Kevin and me brought what we need from the supermarket. I sat down, while Kevin finished placing the chips in the cupboard.
•PING•
I picked it up, and pressed answer.
"Hello?" I ask
"Is this Nicolette Hydera Komai?" a masculine voice asked me.
"I am she. Mind telling me your purpose for calling?"
"Ah yes. You see, I am Ryan Freeman. Wardan Freeman, to be exact. As in, warden of the prison form which your mother has been released from, a few hours ago."
[A/N- I just had to write that! Warden Freeman!]
I gasp. "She's...free?"
"Yes, I just call to inform you. Farewell!" and with that, he hung up.
I just sat there, my eyes wide open.
"You okay?" Kevin asks kneeling I front of me.
Hot tears roll down my face, "Shes back, Kevin. She's back." I muttered.
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A/N- I'm sorry that this was so short! I have a fractured rib, so it kind hurts to do certain things. Plus, I'm sick, so it doesn't make it any better.
I will have the next chapter out later today.
[P. S.- Thanks for 520+ reads!]
-Nicky ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
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